It was April and I had
killed all of my mother’s
houseplants with overwatering
I just didn’t have her touch
with violets and ferns and
philodendrons to know
when to stop.
for over a week I would bring my
latest victim into her
room with its hospital bed
and TV and set it down among
her pill bottles, cups and magazines.
And she would frown and
lean her hairless head
over the wilted brown leaves
and soft black dirt nestled
in the green plastic pot.
Then my mother would
sink her thin fingers
into the soil as if looking
for a pulse among the
dying roots, a sign that something
could be done to save
this scrap of life that had
lived tame and indoors
on a windowsill in the kitchen.
But we had already learned
plenty that past year about signs
and prayers, and hopes
for things could be saved.
Setting the pot beside her
on the bed she would softly
smile and remind me
that it was only a plant
and it was never meant
to last forever
that it was
alright to lose
to let go.
It was a dark, primal place, three acres of old forest untouched for ten thousand years as the gloomy castle rose around it. It smelled of moist earth and decay. No redwoods grew here. This was a wood of stubborn sentinel trees armored in grey-green needles, of mighty oaks, of ironwoods as old as the realm itself. Here thick black trunks crowded close together while twisted branches wove a dense canopy overhead and misshappen roots wrestled beneath the soil. This was a place of deep silence and brooding shadows, and the gods who lived here had no names.
It’s been a while since I posted about Black Roses, so I wanted to give an update! To start, yes, the comic will still be happening. There have been several reasons for delays. First of those reasons is simply work and major life changes getting in the way. The second is the story itself has been going through some very rough iterations. It was in a place where I wasn’t even sure I enjoyed it, so rather than try to tell a story I wasn’t proud of, I’ve taken a few steps back and Black Roses is going through some intensive reconstruction. The idea itself is still mostly the same. It’s still set in the twenties and still focuses on a mob family. The characters from the cast pictures I’ve posted in the past are still all present and accounted for, it’s just some of them now have larger roles, one had a name change, and others are still a little up in the air. That said, the images in this post will be chapter covers and the characters on them are set and will not be changing in any significant way. These were a lot of fun to do and I hope you enjoy them, and keep an eye out for more updates on Black Roses!
*Edit: Oops, accidentally posted the wrong cover for Fio. Fixed it.
Odysseus, on his journey home to Ithaca, was visited by a ghost.
The ghost tells him that once he reaches his home, once he slays all his
enemies and sets his house in order, he must do one last thing before
he can rest. The ghost tells him to pick up an oar and walk inland. And keep walking until somebody mistakes that oar for a shovel. For that would be the place that no man had ever been troubled by the sea. And that’s where he’d find peace.
In the end, that’s all I want. To walk away from the sea and find some peace.
-Hipster Sasquatch has returned after hibernation, lumbering along just as hairy and indie as ever.
-As a four year-old girl reached into the cooler, her mother told her that the beverage she was reaching for was coffee, not milk, and that she had better not grab it. This warning did not stop her, and I could see on her face that she knew what she was doing.
-A white man clad entirely in black, down to a beanie emblazoned with a large skull, came through my lane to purchase the complete boxed set of Dexter. All signs point to this being for research purposes.
-I asked a man how he was. He replied, “Hewsabudje.” I then asked if he found everything alright, to which he said, “Öbudjah.”
-A mother turned to her squabbling twin toddler sons and told the instigator of the pair, “Be nice to yourself.” I am certain treating the twins this way will lead to fascinating developments, but I am fine with not seeing them myself.
-A man responded to my pleasantries with a series of cheery and hollow bird-like whistles. I believe this to have been the best response possible.
-In the midst of a discussion about her addiction to caramel frappuccinos, an octogenarian woman told me that she had reached a point in life where she does not care about calories at all. I am not sure what it says about me that I have been at this stage for all twenty years of my life.
About 6 or 7 years ago, I was trying to enlist into the military. I ended up not joining but that’s a story for another time. At this point, I was led to believe I was about 4 months away from leaving for Boot camp. I was running out of savings, and needing a part time job for some spending cash while I waited around.
So I did what any enterprising 20something would do, and searched craigslist for jobs. I normally hate sales jobs, especially those based on commissions, but figured it would be a great way to earn some extra cash short term. Found a few job listings that looked promising, and put out some applications. A few days later I received a call from David. He was opening up a new store and needed associates. He liked my resume and asked if I’d be available for an interview on Friday morning. I was very up front with him, and let him know that the distance was a bit more than I’d normally drive for a retail job, and asked what he was offering for an hourly rate, to see if it was worth the drive. He told me that they were planning on offering an hourly rate in the mid teens, along with commission. Seemed like an ok deal, so I agreed to be there Friday at 8am.
But it’s “just fandom.” Doing that doesn’t cause physical harm to actual Black men and boys, right?
Honestly? It kind of does. Not directly, of course. But as the studies above show:
[N]onblack participants believed black men to be more capable of physical harm than white men of the same size. The results also indicated that nonblack observers believed that police would be more justified to use force on these black men, even if they were unarmed, than white male counterparts.
This belief definitely has real world consequences, and it is a belief that has strong parallels in fandom – for example, we see people falsely calling Finn a cold-blooded killer and or a traitor (a term that has had a positive connotation when applied to Leia) for fighting with The Resistance while Kylo Ren has already been pre-emptively forgiven for mass murder and patricide. See also the treatment of Nick Fury and The Walking Dead fandom’s confusion and disappointment when a Black man doesn’t fit their thuggish expectations (which to its credit is pretty often, but I think they were most confused by Tyreese, who had an entire arc involving taking care of baby Judith).
This is why when we see these things in fandom, it’s a problem that is bigger than not liking certain ships and preferring others. These beliefs, when widespread, have real-world consequences, and unfortunately they’re pretty widespread in fandom. We’re supposed to believe that fans who display these beliefs only believe them in a fandom setting when it pertains to fictional characters?
ET has your first look photo of Hook looking oh-so dashing in his wedding tux, plus exclusive details from set about how this velvet suit was selected, and why fans are going to be “very happy” with Emma and Killian’s journey down the aisle.
“I think I can probably credit [Once Upon a Time showrunner] Eddy [Kitsis] for this look,” star Colin O'Donoghue dished of his suit to ET during a joint interview with Jennifer Morrison on Once’s Vancouver set last month. “We were going to go in a different direction and Eddy was like, ‘It has to be black velvet!’ So that’s it – it’s black velvet.”
“It’s really soft though,” the 36-year-old actor added with a laugh.
Kitsis further explained to ET that he and co-executive producer Adam Horowitz had a very specific vision in mind when it came to Hook’s look.
“Adam and I both thought that Hook needed to have a tux that reflects his personality, so you can’t go from leather to just a basic tux,” he revealed. “We felt like he had to have a little edge to it so the velvet felt like the Hook-version of fancy.”
When asked if he feels “suave” in his wedding attire, O'Donoghue was bashful with his response. “I guess so,” he chuckled. “I hope it looks OK.”
“You look amazing!” co-star Jennifer Morrison chimed in while looking dazzling herself in her intricately laced wedding gown. “He’s been getting a little jealous about all of the attention the dress has been getting, so I’m trying to butter him up a little bit about his velvet jacket.”
“I think that they’ll be very happy,” he said. “Because even to get to this point in this season, they’ve had such ups and downs. So to get to this place, within the realm of what’s about to happen to them and all that kind of stuff, is pretty impressive.”
O'Donoghue continued, “They’ve just decided that, 'You know what? We love each other, we want to be together and now is the time to do it.’”
i’ve been getting a lot of messages lately (and unsurprisingly, considering how unrepentantly i’ve been reblogging stuff from them) from followers asking me for podcast recommendations - and i love getting those so thank you, guys! - and i thought i’d make a masterpost of what i’ve both a) finished and b) enjoyed since i’ve started bingeing them. and, as an extra added bonus, what has canonical lgbt+ representation (since i know what you guys are into [waggles eyebrows]).
canon lgbt+ is a ✓. this is definitely the first podcast that i’ve fallen in love with as hard as my original gateway podcast: welcome to night vale. it’s so well-written, the characters well-drawn, the premise fascinating - atypicals, or people with some sort of special ability, in therapy - and it’s such a positive story and experience that i can’t help but feel better on days i listen to it. it really believes in humanity and that’s such a wonderful thing in this day and age. plus, the voice acting is killer.
canon lgbt+ is a ✓. i don’t think it’s been officially confirmed that dr. dalias is, at the very least, bisexual (in fact, the official channels seem to be dancing around it, possibly so as not to spoil anything in the upcoming season), though it’s been hinted at plenty in story. especially as i don’t know how else you can explain a supposedly “straight” male character getting called out on repeatedly thinking about a naked man during a group mind-link experience. that aside, it is freaking hilarious. the premise is doctors in space, one formerly drug-addicted doctor helping to stabilize a currently alcoholic one with amazing side characters including nurse jane johns and levi, a hypochondriac alien and deposed prince who seems to have a personal vendetta against wearing pants. it’s well-acted, cleverly written and a freaking joy to listen too. so funny and so smart, i can’t recommend it enough!
canon lgbt+ is a ✓. so much queer representation it’s bananas. this ask the creators got is actually pretty representative of their approach to the show, slyly funny and very gay. our main character is a genderbending queer private investigator who’s lost his heart head over a sweet-smelling thief with a heart of gold and more aliases than jennifer garner, all set against a noir backdrop. oh, and on mars. yeah, you read all of that right. there are a few awesome side stories as well, including a couple of horror ones (that have no effect on the main juno steel story line, so can be skipped - and the creators are VERY GOOD about warning what’s to come in the episode notes), as well as lesbian outlaws and a disabled knight. there’s literally nothing not to love. EXCEPT FOR HOW JUNO STEEL WON’T LET HIMSELF HAVE NICE THINGS.
hey, hi, if you’re into horror, suspense, creepery or demons, this is so very much for you. the premise is that alex reagan, our host, begins a podcast to interview people with interesting professions. she starts out with dr. richard strand, a paranormal investigator whose mission statement is to debunk all things paranormal. he even has an institute that offers a one million dollar prize for proof of the paranormal, which he has never even come close to having to part with. while alex is interviewing him, she comes across a handful of black vhs tapes: the only cases that strand hasn’t been able to definitively solve yet. the technology to disprove these incidents simply hasn’t come far enough, in his opinion. needless to say, she never moves on from dr. strand and the mystery of the black tapes. each episode, alex investigates another of the black tapes and much later on realizes it’s possible that they’re all connected. oh my god, i almost got chills just writing that, it’s so good, it’s so real, because dr. strand is such a good anchor to reality. alex will occasionally lose her skeptic’s perspective; dr. strand does not. and once alex starts experiencing intense insomnia, making you realize your narrator might not be so reliable? things somehow manage to get even murkier. i really, really adored this one. it’s paranormal set in the most normal of normal worlds, only making it that much spookier.
canon lgbt+ is a ✓. okay, well, if you’ve ever watched black books? this is kind of like black books, aka one of my all-time favorite shows. rudyard funn is just as incapable and universally disliked as bernard black, which was all well and good when the village of piffling vale (which is very nearly a town, you know!) only had one funeral home to choose from. unfortunately, that’s not the case anymore. eric chapman has moved his funeral home right across the street and stolen all the business from rudyard, his embalmer (cum part-owner) and twin sister, antigone, and georgie, their assistant. to add insult to injury, he’s charming and universally adored by everyone except those at funn funerals. very british, very ridiculous, and very funny! WE GET THE BODY IN THE COFFIN IN THE GROUND ON TIME. (well, like that one time they did. [coughs])
canon lgbt+ is a ✓. i listened to this one pretty slowly, for me. it’s very much plot over character, at least in my opinion. which is fair since there’s quite a lot of plot and set dressing to establish. we’re following (dr.) sally grissom, a scientist from the twenty-first century who accidentally creates time travel and ends up stuck back in the 1940s. think a bombs and eisenhower. it was always interesting, and the paradoxes created by the time travel experiments they kept doing were fascinating (i love time travel stuff because of the paradoxes it creates) but i didn’t get really ravenous for it until season two, which is when i really felt it picked up speed. you’ve got anthony stuck in a literal CAGE - a “blackroom” bubble set outside of time, sally trying to garden (oh god), a gang consisting of a veteran, a (former) widow and time doubles trying to bring down ODAR (the company sally used to work for, and that anthony still does) and esther sliding down the ladder of morally unsound one determined rung at a time and it makes for a REALLY grabbing audio drama, eh?
canon lgbt+ is a ✓. i’m already in love with violet liu, all right? she’s a science officer on starship iris–well, what was starship iris. when we first join violet, every single one of her crew mates has just died in an explosion on the pod they were traveling off ship with and the starship iris is in its last throes as well. luckily(?) a passing ship comes along with a plan to get her to safety. this has a real illuminae vibe to it (which is an amazing book btw) and all the characters are already so freaking likable. it’s only on episode two and already shaping up to be a favorite!
canon lgbt+ is a ✓. if there’s a more heart-warming podcast out there, then i haven’t run across it yet. first of all, julian koster’s voice is so vulnerable and soft that i would use myself and everyone i know and also puppies as a shield against everything terrible in the universe for him. second, the rest of the cast - leticia especially - is just as freaking talented. the premise is that julian is the janitor at a radio show that broadcasts from the top of the eiffel tower and has strange and impossible acts every night, from tale-telling crickets to singing saws to the orkestral, a bird that can play every orchestral instrument (except that it refuses to play the viola, because reasons). it’s fun and cute and breaks your heart with happiness regularly and often!
canon lgbt+ is a ✓. this is a horror podcast about a truck driver who is looking for her missing wife. jasika nicole has to have one of my favorite voices around and having it be so heavily dependent on that makes me ridiculously happy. throw in the story-telling of joseph fink, the depth and cohesiveness of his writing, and there is nothing not to love here.
canon lgbt+ is a ✓. this is really sufficiently creepy considering it’s not often overtly creepy. this is set up as a series of relaxation tapes, which progressively get more and more interested in helping the listener break out of the facility in which she’s being kept. super chilling at times, because the voice is so calm and the action so dangerous.
canon lgbt+ is a ✓. okay, well, what more can be said about this at this point? if you’re not listening to it, you’re wrong. why wouldn’t you want to visit a town that can’t be visited and where every conspiracy theory is real and a part of everyday life? yeah, everyone knows about the vague yet menacing government agency, steve carlsberg, you’re not hitting on anything new there. there’s a dog park that doesn’t allow dogs, angels that are never to be identified as angels, mountains that aren’t real, a glow cloud that–ALL HAIL and a love story so complete and perfect that it can and will utterly steal your breath at times. go, listen, inhale.
つのがい@sunxoxome Tunogai is a female manga artist(her portrait in her manga is a male) who published a comedy manga “こんなブラックジャックはイヤだ Konna Black Jack Wa Iyada (I Don’t Want to See Black Jack Like This)” in January.
she started posting a parody manga of the legendary manga artist, Osomu Tezuka on twitter in 2015, and her manga soon became popular and famous.
a few years ago, when she was between jobs and had nothing to do, a friend of her sent her a complete set of Tezuka’s masterpiece, Black Jack. that chenged her life.
she had never learned how to draw pictures before, and had never drawn manga, but quickly developed her talent.
and Tezuka’s daughter, CEO of Tezuka Productions, Rumiko Tezuka found her, and officially approved her as an artist of Tezuka’s paroby manga. what a success story!
Tunogai is also well known as a big fan of Osomatsusan, and drew the sextuplets in a Tezuka style in her manga. (she says, the most favorite character is their mother, Matsuyo, though)
Tezuka and Akatsuka (the original manga artist of Osomatsukun) respected each other as artists.
in some works of Tezuka, the sextuplets made cameo appearances.
so, no wonder that Osomatsusan appeared in a parody manga of Black Jack.
Demons are lining up as the black convertible pulls up to
the entrance of the club. Men and women scrabble to get their phones out as
the handsome devil walks over the red carpet before tossing his keys to the
valet driver. Cameras flash and the crowd screaming his name earns them a
smirk of his red lips and a wave of his hand. Women faint in delight at the
beauty and grace exuded by him.
“Jungkook!” The owner of the club greets him excitedly,
pulling him in for a short hug, “It’s so good to see you.”
“You too, Jimin,” He responds, adjusting the sleeves of his
shirt, “I’ve heard you got some new girls in town? Care to tell me more about
“Tell you?” He scoffs, slinging a hand around Jungkook’s
shoulder as he begins to lead him from the main stage to one of the more
private rooms, “I’d much rather show you.”
mmm I normally don’t put up opinions on this blog because I want to keep this nice and happy here but I have to say this: I’m so tired of everyone coddling Keith. The narrative coddles him. The fandom coddles him. Everything he does is good and okay while Lance and Hunk are constantly shoved under the bus to make him look better, and the fandom keeps demonizing other characters for shit he also does. He shouts at Pidge for prioritizing her family first but also rushes in and fucks up the mission for his own personal purposes? And this is seen as right and okay? This isn’t okay. Keith is a flawed character, a wonderful character, but also just any other person and I’d prefer if the narrative and fandom actually treated him as such rather than Mr. Perfect, while demonizing characters like Lance, Hunk, and Allura for the exact same shit he does. I’d also like to point out that I like Keith but the over glorification? I’m done with. Setting him up as the black paladin when he has mostly caused trouble during missions with his recklessness isn’t something I appreciate either, unless we actually see him learning from these mistakes, but we don’t, because neither the narrative or the characters call him out on his bullshit. The writers need to stop putting down other characters to make Keith seem better, because this is happening so much in this season, and I am so fucking sick of it.
Alright, so,, we all know that there are a few plot holes and a lot of unanswered questions when it comes to the Alteans and the Galra. Like:
If Alteans are such a peaceful species, what requires them to have training droids who are not only set for Altean child combatants, but whose child setting is enough to take down 5 garrison-experienced humans in less than a minute flat?
Why build Voltron, the most powerful weapon in the universe, in the first place, especially if during the time of its construction, the Galra and the Alteans were at peace?
How did the war even start? It’s not like the Galra and the Alteans had a distant kind of peace–they worked together to defend the universe. Where did that go?
How deep does the connection with the Galra even run? We know that they were close enough to create Voltron together, and that its creation wasn’t a secret kept between just Zarkon and Alfor. Allura even refers to a time when she traveled through Galran transportation hubs. Just how far back do they go?
Well I think I picked up on something within the new info given to us in season 2, and my thought process while answering all these questions relies strongly on this speculation. So sit back folks because this is gonna be a Lot.
They key to all of this is that I believe that in season 2, during Shiro’s escapades in the Black Lion, the destroyed planet we see is none other than Altea itself.
I have a personal vendetta against someone wildly more successful than me so I’m trying to make them lazy.
You don’t know how to relax so I’m literally filling you with laziness but you just won’t stop.
I work at an animal shelter and I sometimes make the animals fit what people are looking for by removing or adding laziness. You haven’t lived until you saw a cat with 0% laziness.
Aciukinesis - Control Sharpness
Did you know that most man made spheres are still more jagged than the earth itself?
You haven’t experienced softness until you felt a perfectly smooth ball. There’s also not a lot of traction so please cup it in your hands.
I’m one of the only chefs here that doesn’t have some sort of hot or cold ability. But me being very clumsy, the ability to make all my knives dull saves my fingers a lot.
I keep making all the knives in the kitchen blunt so I can watch my parent-in-law get frustrated and lose their dominance over me.
Aerokinesis - Control Air
I can control the air but that doesn’t do a lot so I just got a few wind turbines for my property, so I get power for free. It’s a small win, but I like it.
Sometimes I go to the beach and set up a kite rental booth while making it windy. It doesn’t make much but it helps with rent.
No one thinks that controlling air is that cool of a super power until I take it out of their lungs.
Aestatekinesis - Control Summer
I hate sweating so I made this summer really mild but it’s affecting my town’s farming economy.
I forgot that Alaska’s still supposed to be pretty cold in the summer and I may have made the ice caps melt a little more.
Aggressiokinesis - Control Anger
I work in tandem with a crisis clinic and so far, there isn’t a patient I can’t calm down.
My anti-aggression dog classes are the best in the business. I even stop by pet shelters.
I just love watching these people tear each other limb from limb with blind rage. I’m gonna be sad to see you go though.
Aidoskinesis - Control Humidity
One of the only things good about my powers is that I can make my boss’ office so humid they have horrible hair and sweat stains for their meeting with corporate.
My greenhouse is always at the perfect humidity even in the dead of winter.
I’m gulty of making someone so humid they’ve taken off their shirt before. It’s a blessing.
Alcokinesis - Control Alcohol
You always get too out of hand with your drinking so I just take the alcohol content out of your drinks.
My coworker bugs the hell out of me and they’re going in for a company-wide drug test today. I made their breakfast have a healthy amount of alcohol.
It’s very fun to see someone pantamime being drunk when they think they are when in actuality I’ve taken all the alcohol out of their drink.
Amokinesis - Control Love and Desire
Shit are you actually in love with me or did I manipulate you into liking me?
As a joke I was going to make my classmate fall in love with whoever came in next but you did and now I’m very jealous.
I make people forget about me when we break up so it’s easy on them but I can’t get rid of my own love for them, even when there’s no chance of getting back together ever now.
Anthracokinesis - Control Coal
I like being alone so I move to Centralia and just turn off the surrounding coals when I’m walking over them. It’s very quiet but very smoky. I need to leave town to buy a gas mask.
I bought a bit of land and made a little mine before buying a truckload of coal and just stiking it in the walls. Then, I compressed it all into diamonds.
So my parents gave me a little tough love as a child and gave me a piece of coal one christmas. I’ll admit, I was a naughty child. But that piece of coal made me learn of my powers. It’s the only piece I’ll never manipulate anymore.
Antikinesis - Control Antimatter
No you can’t come to my antimatter dimension. It’s very private.
I think we had a good run, I’m just gonna get a black hole in here real quick.
I always wanted to visit Chernobl, good thing I can just sort of turn off the gamma radation and go for a walk.
Argentokinesis - Control Silver
Whoops I’m in werewolf country better make all my clothes and stuff have silver mesh.
“Yes this is genuine gold” I say to someone when I took the silver content out of a ring.
So I don’t have the best impulse control. I made my rude neighbor’s prized dog into a silver statue and now it’s like… eighty sets of flatwear.
Arthrokinesis - Control Joints
I may be a very inactive person, but damned if my joints ever pop. I’m doing sprints anytime I feel like it.
I got too excited testing how much I could let my joints move and may have dislocated by shoulder.
Yes, I tried to suck my own dick. Yes, I should have realized that there is actually bone stopping me from bending my spine like that. Don’t laugh at me.
Asterokinesis - Control Cosmic Energy
I’ve ascended to be the god of the universe and all I want to do is to stop being in charge and just have some time off for once.
I saw how much earth was desperate to meet other beings so I made some closer planets support life.
I’m not just some giant being in space. I’m a regular person. I buy groceries, collect rocks, and I’m desperate for people to never know I made them.
Astrakinesis - Control Astral Energy
I am nearly constantly disassociating. The good news is that I have like thirty dream selves I can be while the others go on autopilot.
I can see spirits so I just deal with ghosts for a living. Most of the time they’re just confused.
I can work as a medium for ghosts to talk through but you roleplaying with your dead datemate is the last straw.
Astronkinesis - Control Remnants of Cosmic Substances
I realized that in my lifetime I would never see a mission to a star so I made some much closer to us.
I don’t feel like this world’s really going anywhere. I’m just gonna supernova the sun next weekend.
My tarot card readings are always perfect and I sincerely want you to leave the country.
Atmokinesis - Control Weather
I am the best weather forecaster the world has ever seen. I work for a small town in rural country though. I think I have five hundred viewers on a daily basis?
I always make sure my neighbor’s/parent’s/friend’s/etc farm gets the best weather.
My entrences are always punctuated with lightening and I love it.
Atomkinesis - Control Atoms
It’s like 3-D printing, only much better. Check out this awesome watch I made.
I hope you like nuclear wastelands, because that’s what you’re getting.
Surprise, your house is full of radon gas!it’ll stay that way until you do what I say.
Audiokinesis - Control Sound
Nothing quite like a day of absolute silence when you have an audio processing disorder.
Movies are very fun to watch when I can make one character silent and just ad lib the dialogue.
The fact that I can chat style silence someone is the best.
Aurokinesis - Control Aura
I can see how people act before ever talking to them, that’s why you’re the only one in the room I’m going to talk to.
Where I live, auras are very important. So I can easily hide among them as someone without giving an inkling of malice.
I personally hate you so now you get too radiate bad energy until you apologize.
Aurokinesis - Control Gold
I’m allergic to what they use in fake gold but I have no money for good jewelry so I just make it gold after I buy it for cheap.
It’s not quite the Midas touch, but I’ve pulled that prank before.
I make golden jewelry and sculptures by making them out of clay/wood/etc and turning them into gold for huge profits.
Autumnuskinesis - Control Autumn
My hometown capitalizes on my love of pumpkins and sweater weather by becoming a destination for those looking to beat the heat but don’t want to own a down jacket.
I can make things rot. So I rotted my neighbor’s garden a week before harvest.
I make autumn immediately follow winter so now the world’s harvesting systems are fucked because I get pollen allergies.
Avarikinesis - Control Greed
I’m trying to make the world fair by taking all the greed out of high-ranking officials but sometimes that was their only driving force and they have no actual job experience.
I made someone comically greedy because being a superhero in a town in which no banks need protecting is boring.
I want so desperately to not have to take greed out of anymore people. It’s getting so tiring. I need to go on a vacation.
Avikinesis - Control Avains
Having hawks fly to my aide when my boss was giving me shit in the parking lot was definitely a sweet move.
I may live in this cottage alone, but these birds are more than enough company. One of them just told me about someone who ate shit on pavement last week in a city ten miles away. It’s awesome.
“Bats fly, right? Why can’t I control bats?” “Please just let me do my work.” ‘What about bugs?” “Please go home.” “Do flying fish count?”
“Babe, hurry up. Jessica’s party is in 2 hours and I promised I would help her set up.” Jeff said entering you room which was now covered in clothes. “Wow it looks like your closet threw up in here.”
“It’s the first party of my junior year and your senior one.” You said scavenging your clothes. You sat on the floor and threw the shirt in your hand. “I just want to look cute.”
“Y/N,” Your boyfriend said as he knelt next to you. “You’ll look beautiful in whatever you choose to wear, okay? But if you want my opinion, wear the that dress I bought you last month. I always thought you looked hot in it.”
You smiled up at your boyfriend who was now standing and holding out his hand. Taking his hand, you stood up and kissed him. “Thank you, J”
You went your bed and picked out the black dress. “Now get out so I can put on my face and get ready.”
“I can’t stay for the show?” He asked with a smirk.
“Out!” You said laughing pushing Jeff out your room.
You got to Jessica’s place early to help with the set up but not really so when Jeff went to go help the guys with the kegs you chatted with your friends Jess and Clay.
Clay was the one that had set you and Jeff up after hearing about your crush on the senior from Hannah.
By 10, the party was in full swing. Most kids were inside the house sitting in couches some were talking, others not so much. You were amongst the ones sitting in the living room talking to Tony.
You were in full conversation with your friend when you saw Jeff make his way out the room. You apologized to Tony and cut the conversation short. “And where are you going mister?” You said getting ahold of your boyfriend.
“Hey, I’m on provisions so I’m just gonna grab a couple more beers from the store.” He said.
“Okay, I’m coming too,” You happily said taking his large hand in your petite one.
“Nah babe, you don’t have to. Have fun with your friends, it is a party after all.”
You gave him the look and he knew there was no point in arguing. “Fine. Only cause you’re cute.” He kissed the top of your head.
You two successfully got the beers and you were on your way back.
You put on the radio and John Legend was on. “Oh my gosh, our song!” You squealed. This was the song that played in the background when you two first had sex.
“Cause all of meeee, loves all of youuu.” You and Jeff sang, pointing at each other. You held his hand as the chorus continued, wishing you could stay in this moment forever. Little did you know both your lives would change, in a major way.
You two were so mesmerized by one another you didn’t notice another car come out of nowhere. “Jeff, watch out!” You screamed as the car came rushing towards you. And that was the last thing you saw before darkness eclipsed you.
“Y/N, wake up. Wake up, baby girl.” Jeff said standing over you. “I need you to wake up for me.”
And you did.
You slowly lifted you heavy eyelids as the strong smell of anti-bacterial cleaner filled you nose. Your mouth was dry and you were laying down, in a bed it seemed, and the room was bright. Light from the window reflecting off the white walls, made you want to close your eyes again. You felt like you had slept for years, but you was still tired.
You heard the beeping of a machine and slowly turned your head towards the source of the noise. The muscles in your neck were stiff and sore. You saw your mother sitting in a chair by the window.
“Mom,” You said weakly.
“Hey,” She whispered, sitting at the edge of your hospital bed.
“Why am I…?” You said as you tried to sit up.
“You were in a coma, sweetie.” She said and your eyes widen. “Just for two days.”
You noticed your moms facial features. her eyes were sporing major bags and they were puffy and red. Has she been crying?
“Mom, where’s Jeff?” You asked looking around.
“Y/N, Jeff..uh..He didn’t make it.” She said as tears started brimming her eyes. “I know how much you loved him.”
"No, no no there’s no way,” You stuttered. This can’t be true. Jeff Atkins cannot die.
“Honey, I am so sorry but he … he died on scene.”
You were numb. Why him? You wanted to scream. Why him? “ B-But I-I didn’t- I didn’t get to say goodbye,” You sobbed. You couldn’t believe that the love of your life was…gone.
“Sshh, Y/N. Everything will be okay.” You mom said trying her hardest to soothe you. She laid next to you and wrapped her arms around you fragile body.
“I loved him, Mom. I loved him so much and now-” You cried into your moms chest.
“I know sweetie, I know.” She stroked your hair. “He loved you very much.”
“It was should have been me.” You clung to your mom as the nights events played over and over in your head.
Losing someone you deeply care about hurt. He was your first love and you will always love him. Always.